You're My Universe

Chapter 1: Three Words

Bellamy and Clarke are outside in the crisp Winter night, staring at the stars. They're laying next to each other. Bellamy's elbows are propping his head up and Clarke is laying completely flat with her hands tied together meeting at her chest. She's radiant. Bellamy looks at her in awe. He stares longingly into her deep ocean eyes. He notices how her eyes are filled with constellations of stars, scintillating and glistening. And not because she's staring at the stars up in the sky and her eyes are reflective, but because she naturally has galaxies in her eyes. Her eyes are windows into her soul and her soul is full of nothing but lambent beauty.
Clarke notices Bellamy's staring and he quickly gazes back up at the sky, knowing he's been caught, when she turns her head to face him. He looks at the sky; where the milky way was visible, and thousands of stars were dotted along the stretch of it.
"What're you looking at?" Clarke questions.
"The sky." Bellamy murmurs.
"Bellamy. I saw you staring at me."
"I'm doing what you're doing." Bellamy replies. Clarke noticed he was reluctant to admit he was staring at her.
"Well I'm staring at the Universe." Clarke states.
"And I'm staring at my Universe." Bellamy says. And he means it. Clarke meant everything to him. He needed her more than he needed oxygen.
"Bell..." Clarke trails off but is stopped when Bellamy's lips meet hers. She instantly melts at the soft touch of the flesh of his mouth colliding with hers. They begin to deepen the kiss, their mouths now crashing together, colliding in a rhythmic sequence. Clarke leans over Bellamy then quickly crawls on top of him. She notices his bulge was already semi-hard and she smiled. He could feel her smile gleaming as their lips continued making contact.
"Clarke-"
"Shhh." Clarke hushes him.
"I love you." Bellamy confesses. It barely comes out in a whisper.
Clarke breaks the kiss to stare into Bellamy's burnt umber eyes. Her lips have parted subtly and she looks at him with aghast. She was not expecting Bellamy Blake to actually be in love with her. She knew she loved him, but didn't want to get let down if he didn't love her back, so she hadn't admitted it to herself yet. But now was the perfect time to admit it to herself and Bellamy.
"I love you too, Bellamy."
And from that point onwards everything that happened between them had a different meaning. When Bellamy's hand trailed from the slope of Clarke's back down to the depths of it, that meant 'I have a lust for you'. When Bellamy's hand stroked her back down to her ass, that meant 'I want you'. When Bellamy squeezed Clarke's butt, that meant 'You're mine'. And when Clarke tugged at Bellamy's soft curly tufts of mocha brown hair, that meant 'I want more'...

To be continued...